"Who are you looking for, do you have an appointment?"
Eva Nightingale: "I'm looking for the Crown Prince, no appointment."
The staff was shocked, looking at her in horror: "Miss, what did you say?" Looking for the Boss? Did they hear it wrong?
"Miss, did you get the wrong person?"
Eva Nightingale replied: "I heard he's here, I'm here to find him, you didn't hear wrong—"
The staff: "Sorry, the CEO of Emperor Grand Group isn't someone you can just meet."
Eva Nightingale was thus blocked outside the lobby, and then the staff still held her back, trying to drive her out.
At the same time, an extremely flashy red sports car stopped downstairs at Emperor Grand Tower, then the car door opened, and a pair of red high heels came into view, looking at least ten centimeters high.
The woman was dressed in a red gown studded with countless crystal gemstones, refracting colorful light under the lights.
